Los Angeles daily herald., 1887-05-24

his head as though in dissent. when
the man still persisted. Hall
of the audience now rose to
their feet, peering over each others
heads, and anxionsly striving to catch a
glimpse Of what was taking place on the
platform. The Chairman tried to quell
the anxiety by asking the audience to
hear Mr.. Kilbride, but the crowd of two
thousand people, primed with angry
feelings, that have lasted since the two
successive attempts on O'Brien at
Kingston and Toronto, were not easily
quieted down. They had noticed that
the man whispered to O'Brien, and they
were evidently determined SO see what
1t meant. The man again made a silent
appeal, whatever it was, and again
Mr.. O'Brien shook bis head. Sill one
more appeal was made. and this time
O'Brien seemed to acquiesce.
The first sign of commotion was when
Mr.. O'Brien got up and left the plat.
form. This was in response to the re-
quest several times made to him, which
he had already refused. 1t was the
idea of some of the officers and meddle.
some man, a plan which he had, to save
O'Brien's life. The plan was to leave
the rink by narrow alley and then
reach MoNab street and jump into
carriage in waiting and drive to the
hotel 1t was the first time during his
tour that he did not 60 out in the ordin-
ary way, and the plan well nigh cost
him his life.
In carriage which was covered,
besides O'Brien were Messrs. Mcmahon
and Roche, Of the local branch of the
National League. and Dennis Kilbride
On the drivers seat was John Nelson,
who held the reins.
THE MOB APPEARS.
As they whipped up the horses and
faced for the hotel, the crowd suddenly
This crowd proved un-
friendly, for no sooner had O'Brien and
his friends taken their places than they
set up the usual Kissing and
groaniug, which afterwards proved TO be
the concerted signal to group of five
men who lurked around the market
building in the market square. The
men, who hissed and groaned, followed
the carriage, and as it wheeled into the
market square there was a sudden click, |
the horses pranced, and flash of
light suddenly overspread the surround |
ing group of buildings where the men |
lurked. The reins dropped out of John |
Nelson's hands and with the exclama-
tion, "Oh my God I'm shot," he fell
forward on his seat. Crash, crash, |
crash; quick as lightning, and through |
the bright hasheso flame sped the hui
let's from two revolvers, until eight shots
had been fired. O'Brien stretched for
ward to look out, and as he did SO a |
ball whistled by his face and passed |
through the opposite window without |
anybody. T. P. O'Brien, Mel.
sons companion, who had been dazed,
now grasped the reins and lashed the
horses through the square into James
street, and down to the hotel, at the |
corner of James and Marrick streets.
ANOTHER HOSTILE CROWD.
Here there was a hostile crowd, who
again hooted, as the party within tried
to open the door, but could not. Me-
Mahon jumped from the door aud draw
ing revolver held the crowd at bay,
while O'Brien and his friends were
making their exit from the carriage, also
by the same uncomfortable way. As
the party stepped into the corridor of
the hotel volley of rotten eggs
were hurled at them, but no one was
hit. Chief McKinnon and his men now
rushed up, but all was over. Nelson
was taken to the City Hospital. DR..
James White extracted the bullet. He
says the wound is dangerous. 1t is on
the left wris'. No arrests were
made. When O'Brien reached his room
he was smiling and cheerful. A dispatch |
is being written, and there is great
deal of excitement in the streets. Fire
crackers and powder are being exploded
in all directions, and firearms are also
being discharged. 1t is kind of pre-.
liminary celebration of the Queens |
birthday.